Sip green mint tea with me,
and dance our traditional dances.
We'll climb the tip of my mountain.
Let's have adventure travel
in the middle of my nightmare
and spend the nights
in the traditional stone,
wood and mud houses
of Berber villages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the tip of your mountainleaves some leeway for the imagination. Pleasant wit.